IT'S PROM DAY! I'm very excited, and it should be a great time. Quite a full day, mind you. It's totally beyond me that the school would spring for the field museum judging by the disrepair of our parking lot.
My 'Travis Touchdown' costume is coming along very nicely, and will be done well before the usual last night crunch. I'm still working on the wig, and have decided that I might have to take a pair of scissors to it in order to get the faux-hawk to look a reasonable size, and get the spikes to come off of the sideburns. (Just google it, man!) My father's been helping me with the beam katana, and it really looks dynamite.
Speaking of, it was my father's and sister's birthdays this week. Happy birthday to them!
Finally, some sad news, bad news, the type of news that gives you acne, but I don't think it's my matter to divulge. But you have all the luck I can give, friend. It will no doubt work out for the best.
Devious Comments
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Dad: Love me above anyone else, or I'll throw you in the basement and have a man torture you for eternity.
Daughter: You'll be punished for that ye narcissist!
Dad: Heh. God won't be.
Daughter: It's difficult to capture invisible men in clouds.
We rather have two weeks with "drunk and disorderly." *lol* Takes too long to describe the "Russ" period.
Have a nice prom though!
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Dad: Love me above anyone else, or I'll throw you in the basement and have a man torture you for eternity.
Daughter: You'll be punished for that ye narcissist!
Dad: Heh. God won't be.
Daughter: It's difficult to capture invisible men in clouds.
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Never grow up. Never grow old.
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Never grow up. Never grow old.
Also, a Travis Touchdown costume? Awesome. Pure awesome. I'd make a Henry one, just because of my love of Quinton Flynn.
But I digress, have a good time.
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Tis too much proved that with devotion's visage and pious action we do sugar o'er The devil himself.
Prom was great, thanks.
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Never grow up. Never grow old.
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Dad: Love me above anyone else, or I'll throw you in the basement and have a man torture you for eternity.
Daughter: You'll be punished for that ye narcissist!
Dad: Heh. God won't be.
Daughter: It's difficult to capture invisible men in clouds.
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